Do lawmakers know that unborn babies are people?

Abortion is murder whether a politician believes it or not, just as my second name is Ann whether a person believes it or not. Being an abortionist is not a great doctoring job. Many abortionists are there because it is a good money making venture. Fortunately they are not beyond help. Father Pavone has helped many of them in their conversion process and the converted abortionists now help to fight against the ugly business that they were once involved in.

There was a case here in (Sydney) Australia, where a man kicked a pregnant woman in the stomach, causing her to lose the baby, (which is also his child). He went to jail for 10 years for killing the baby and I think that he is still there. This is a correct decision and I applaud it, but  it is in an Australian state where abortion is practiced, as it is practiced just about everywhere else. What a contradiction.  I am glad that I am not an unborn baby today. It is a dangerous time for them. Cases like that of the Sydney woman which highlight the contradictions in law regarding the unborn, at least give a faint glimmer of hope, that there will one day be some sanity and proper protection of the unborn. I have been told on another forum of similar contradictions in U.S. law. It also makes me wonder if some politicians actually know that the unborn are real people, but chose in the case of abortion to ignore what they clearly understood when it came to the case which is mentioned in this posting of the Sydney woman who was kicked in the stomach.  I also wonder what those who favour and push for abortion think about the Sydney woman’s case. It must be a thorn in their side.

Abortion is murder whether a politician believes it or not, just as my second name is Ann whether a person believes it or not. Being an abortionist is not a great doctoring job. Many abortionists are there because it is a good money making venture. Fortunately they are not beyond help. Father Pavone has helped many of them in their conversion process and the converted abortionists now help to fight against the ugly business that they were once involved in. There was a case here in (Sydney) Australia, where a man kicked a pregnant woman in the stomach, causing her to lose the baby, (which is also his child). He went to jail for 10 years for killing the baby and I think that he is still there. This is a correct decision and I applaud it, but  it is in an Australian state where abortion is practiced, as it is practiced just about everywhere else. What a contradiction.  I am glad that I am not an unborn baby today. It is a dangerous time for them. Cases like that of the Sydney woman which highlight the contradictions in law regarding the unborn, at least give a faint glimmer of hope, that there will one day be some sanity and proper protection of the unborn. I have been told on another forum of similar contradictions in U.S. law. It also makes me wonder if some politicians actually know that the unborn are real people, but chose in the case of abortion to ignore what they clearly understood when it came to the case which is mentioned in this posting of the Sydney woman who was kicked in the stomach.  I also wonder what those who favour and push for abortion think about the Sydney woman’s case. It must be a thorn in their side.

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Parents go to jail for using homeopathy to teat their daughter’s eczema and for refusing other medical help when that was failing. (The child died).

On the news yesterday there was an item about a Sydney husband and wife who have just been sentenced to jail for several years each. What are they going to jail for?  Apparently they are going to jail for making a big mistake and for the husband’s stubborn refusal to obtain medical help for their daughter. Their baby daughter developed eczema and they treated the child with homeopathy. This was clearly failing, but the couple did not seek medical help. Eventually the child died. Doctors say that they could have saved the child. The judge told the mother has badly she had “failed” in her duty as a  mother. I think this means that she did not talk her husband out of his way of dealing with the child’s illness. We have abortions in our hospitals. That is murder of the unborn.  I do not see many abortionists going to jail.

Offer it up (poem)

Offer it up when you are in pain

Offer it up when you’ve missed the train

Offer it up when you are rejected

Offer it up when your not selected.

Offer it too when your troubles pile up

And when sorrow and suffering

Overflow your cup.

If you offer up whatever comes your way in union with the Passion and Death of Jesus, you can release souls from Purgatory, obtain the conversion of sinners and the perseverance of the just, make reparation for your sins and the sins of others and shorten your own Purgatory.

Help in financial trouble (A favour granted through the intercession of St Philomena the Wonder Worker)

The following story was told to me by a friend. Irene was in financial trouble and had debts of about $1,000 to pay off. She had no way of doing this and was very worried. Irene made a novena to St Philomena for a solution.  The bank sent her a statement on an old account which previously had a zero balance in it. She had not used this account in years. There was a balance of $1,000 in the account.  Irene was confused and telephoned the bank for an explanation.  They told here that someone had deposited the money into her account.  Irene wanted to know who that was, but no one at the bank knew! She was able to use this money to pay off her debts and to this day many years later, Irene still does not know who deposited the money into her account.

This is one of the stories in My book (Help from Heaven) answers to prayer, which can be read free on-line by clicking on this link.

The air-raid (a protection attributed to a guardian angel)

During WWII during an air raid in Croatia, a mother quickly grabbed her baby and placed him into the pram.  She wanted to get to the air-raid shelter as quickly as she could, however outside the snow was very thick and the pram could not be pushed along.  During this stressful time a man appeared and told her that all would be well.  He then disappeared.  All the difficulties immediately dissolved and she was able to push the stroller along and safely arrive at the air-raid shelter.  She believes that the man who appeared is her guardian angel.

Testimony: healing of cancer (the powerful intercession of the Holy Souls in Purgatory for their benefactors)

Dear Mary Ann,

Four months ago, I sent you an e-mail and asked you to place my brother, Joseph, on your prayer list. Joseph was diagnosed with stage IV Lung cancer in May. The news devastated the entire family. I remember reading many times – Ask and You Shall Receive. So, to alleviate my worry and sorrow and to gain strength, I turned to The Divine Physician and Healer of the Sick “Jesus”.  I placed my worries in His hands and placed my brother Joseph under His care and humbly ask everyday that He restore Joseph’s life to health again. I asked the Holy Souls in Purgatory to obtain this favor for me. I’m here to tell you that God has responded. Joseph is improving. His current CT scans show the lesion in his lung is shrinking, the spots in his liver have pretty much disappeared, and the brain shows no trace of malignant cells. When one’s life is shaken, ask God for help and you shall receive. The Divine Physician “Jesus” is restoring Joseph’s life to health again. The persistence and determination of all his family and friends in daily prayers especially my mother is a testimony of faith in the Son of God. Challenges continue up ahead but they will be countered by daily prayers, charities and good deed for this is a way to repay and appreciate Divine intervention and Miracles. I can not thank you enough for your prayers and I ask you to please continue on praying for him. In Chris our Lord, Tania (USA)

On my website I run a prayer campaign for people who have cancer. Below is one of the testimonies that have been received. It is a powerful tribute to the intercession of the Holy Souls in Purgatory for their benefactors.

Dear Mary Ann,

Four months ago, I sent you an e-mail and asked you to place my brother, Joseph, on your prayer list. Joseph was diagnosed with stage IV Lung cancer in May. The news devastated the entire family. I remember reading many times – Ask and You Shall Receive. So, to alleviate my worry and sorrow and to gain strength, I turned to The Divine Physician and Healer of the Sick “Jesus”.  I placed my worries in His hands and placed my brother Joseph under His care and humbly ask everyday that He restore Joseph’s life to health again. I asked the Holy Souls in Purgatory to obtain this favor for me. I’m here to tell you that God has responded. Joseph is improving. His current CT scans show the lesion in his lung is shrinking, the spots in his liver have pretty much disappeared, and the brain shows no trace of malignant cells. When one’s life is shaken, ask God for help and you shall receive. The Divine Physician “Jesus” is restoring Joseph’s life to health again. The persistence and determination of all his family and friends in daily prayers especially my mother is a testimony of faith in the Son of God. Challenges continue up ahead but they will be countered by daily prayers, charities and good deed for this is a way to repay and appreciate Divine intervention and Miracles. I can not thank you enough for your prayers and I ask you to please continue on praying for him. In Christ our Lord, Tania (USA)

More information on how to help the Holy Souls in Purgatory and their powerful intercession for their benefactors.

The False Ecumenical Movement (poem)

Let’s ditch the differences

And play a game.

Let’s pretend the churches,

Are all the same!

We don’t let facts,

And truth, slow us down,

We bury them safely,

In the ground!

The facts we choose,

To ignore,

As ways of unity,

We explore!

The healing of Vertigo (The Blessing of a priest), The Sacrament of the Sick

The healing of vertigo  (The blessing of a priest)

A young boy of about four years of age was suffering from vertigo attacks.  (This feels as though the room is spinning very quickly around the person. This can be terrifying experience even for an adult, so it is hard to imagine how a young child would cope with it). He used to cry out in terror: “The room is falling down”.  His mother asked every priest that they met to bless her son.  He was healed of the vertigo.

The Sacrament of the Sick

A priest was called to a nursing home to give the Sacrament of the Sick to a dying elderly lady.  After he had done that, he had a cup of the tea with the nursing home’s matron.  A few minutes later to their amazment the elderly lady walked into the room.  She was healed.

Another priest gave a blessing to a very ill patient in a hospital and the patient, much to the surprise of the priest was healed immediately of the sickness.

The breaking of the drought (poem)

It hadn’t rained for quiet a while

the ground was baked and dry.

Our prayers went up to heaven

and the clouds began to cry.

New life sprouted everywhere

The fields were lush and green,

With streams and rivers filling up

It all seemed like a dream.

How to teach children with autism to speak.

(Some children with autism will not need this method but it can be useful for those who are seriously speech delayed). It is my understanding that there is what is called an autism epidemic in the USA and around the world.  California it seems is especially afflicted in this way for some unknown reason, especially in a part of northern California named Granite Bay.  So there is probably more than one mother, aunty, grandmother, friend etc. out there who may benefit from what I am writing here.

I unfortunately seem to have scored an Australian record for this unhappy business.  I have put an article on my web site mentioning various comments made by people about autism in my family and also autism in general.

The article addresses the question about vaccines, in particular  the MMR vaccine particularly in regard to my oldest child (a daughter). The article gives my daughter’s full vaccination schedule and proves conclusively that she did not receive the MMR vaccine (Measles, Mumps and Rubella combined).

I mention this vaccine because there is a lot of fuss about the

connection between autism and this particular vaccine around the world and there are parents ready to sue governments in the USA and The UK because they maintain that they had normal children and then after the administration of the MMR vaccine their child, and in the case of a lady in Britain who has been with  4  or 5 different men supposedly 5 of her 6 children were “normal” and then became autistic due to the MMR vaccine.

Among her autistic children there were I think at least three different fathers.  So if autism has a genetic component as scientists in the field now  strongly suspect  it would not be too hard in her case to work out whether autism is coming from the mother’s side or the father’s side. (I point out here that autism has afflicted my family both in a sibling of mine who was born in 1965 and who is now deceased and in four of my  5 children), also my children all have the same dad.  If it’s genetic in the case of my children we have two generations of autism and unfortunately it all is on my side of the family.)

If you are interested the article on this is at:

http://www.homestead.com/missionbell/Autism.html

My oldest child was very autistic at the age of 3 and because of this she could not speak. To a mother this is nothing short of alarming. This is the approach which was taken to help her to learn to speak. My daughter received 2 hours of occupational therapy at the largest hospital in Australia (Westmead) which

fortunately was on the same road as our previous home. (Fortunate because I could walk there with my daughter in a stroller. I don’t drive a car).  She received this help for 18 consecutive weeks.

What did they do with her?  Well they played games with her, rolled her over enormous beach balls, got her to play with puzzles and blocks etc.

etc.  This was done by an occupational therapist.  The speech therapist was negative to say the least.  At the end of many weeks of occupational therapy she announced to me that she could not give my daughter any speech therapy. When I asked her why she said it was because my daughter did not have any speech.  This was true but my daughter could hear and has working vocal cords and a brain. The occupational therapist made a bit of a blunder. She gave my daughter a lot of wooden blocks to see what my child would create with them. My daughter put them in a straight row.  Triumphantly the therapist announced “There you are, see she is autistic!”.  I replied “Yes she is autistic but why did you say that?”  “Because all your daughter did was put them in a straight row.  She cannot do anything constructive and sensible with them”.

I told the lady that my daughter had made a train with the blocks. “How do you know” She demanded to know. Because she told me I answered.  My daughter only had a word here or there but I as her mother was practically the only person who could understand her occasional word. Even the dads have difficulty with this understanding because of the fact that they spend much less time with the child than the child’s mother. The Autism association of New South Wales used to come to my home around this time once a week and do their best to stimulate her brain with puzzles and games. They also accompanied her and stayed with her at the local pre-school.  She would not stay there by herself. She cried a lot and became sick if she had to go independently. She was very afraid that no one would come and get her.  I only know what was bugging her at that stage because she

has since told me.

I went to all the church and school fetes and brought up as many

children’s books as I could.  Mainly second hand copies of the Little Golden books series. These were very cheap. Then I obtained large blank page art books.  The pictures from the books were cut out and put one to a page.

I broke down the structure of the English language to it very essence for my daughter. Then I went through the books with her on many occasions and

described with great emphasis slowly each picture in terms like this.

“RABBIT COOKS DINNER”

“BEAR MOWS LAWN”  etc.

The format of my speech was very slow and deliberate”.  The grammar was simply Noun verb noun.  All the trimming were left out.  It would have been futile to Say something like.  The rabbit is mowing the overgrown grass with his brand new  lawnmower.  Doing that to an autistic who is struggling with language problems will probably lose their attention and confuse them. It would even have been worse to say these words in a normal speed and level of voice. The idea in this is not to teach English or English grammar but to give to a child with autism a chance to understand the very beginning of language in this case English.

If the child with autism has this mode of learning to talk will they continue to speak like a newcomer to the USA or Australia or even worse than the beginner in the English class? The answer is no.  Because they can pick up a fuller grasp of the language later on from their parents, and those around them and from T.V. radio etc.

Believe me my daughter’s speech is fairly complex now but she needed this very basic stuff for a long period of time to get her brain started on the ideas of speech. Autism muddles the communication section of the brain and if you overload it with normal flowing language the poor kid sometimes can’t cope and then won’t make any progress in language/speech/understanding.

Mary Ann Matulis

(Australia)

How to Starve off Senility (poem)

To starve off senility

I suggest you write a poem.

It will help to avoid

the early twilight zone.

Try reading books upside-down

Do the crosswords everyday.

These little exercises keep

grey matter from decay.

Update

A clever man over at Catholic Forum has written two  more verses for the poem.

Click here to read the thread.

How to say a novena

The word novena is Latin for nine. A novena is a prayer or good work which is said for nine days in a row. There are also various kinds of emergency novenas e.g. The Mother Teresa Emergency Novena. In an emergency say the Memorare prayer nine times in a row. Blessed Teresa of Calcutta said this novena whenever she needed a favour. Sometimes it brought about fast dramatic results.

The Eight Hour Novena to The Holy Infant Jesus of Prague is said at approximately the same time every hour until the novena is finished. (The prayer is said nine times during the eight hours.)

Information on the history of the devotion of the Nine Tuesdays Novena in honour of Saint Anthony is located at:

http://missionbell.homestead.com/anthonycustoms.html

The 54 Day Rosary Novena: In this novena the Rosary is said for 54 consecutive days  i.e. 3 novenas in petition (27 days) and 3 novenas in thanksgiving (27 days). The 54 day Rosary Novena was revealed by Our Lady herself.

All of these novenas receive marvelous results. If you choose any of them, please also pray for the Holy Souls in Purgatory and help them, and ask them to obtain the favours that you need. Saint Catherine of Bologna assured her sisters that: she obtained many favours by the prayers of the Holy Souls in Purgatory, which she had asked for in vain, through the intercession of the saints. Saint Theresa affirms that she always obtained the favours which she asked from God, through the intercession of the Poor Souls.

The following link has accounts of favours granted through the intercession of the Holy Souls in Purgatory for their benefactors and ways in which we can help the Holy Souls in Purgatory.

http://missionbell.homestead.com/Afavourgrantedbytheholysouls.html

It is important when making a novena to be in a state of grace, to have faith that God will help you, and to persevere in the prayer. It is recommended that you give a donation to a charitable organisation: such as the Saint Vincent de Paul Society.

The Memorare
Remember O most loving Virgin Mary that never was it known in any age that anyone who fled to your protection, implored your help or sought your intercession was left unaided, inspired by this confidence, therefore I fly to thee O Virgin of Virgins my Mother, to you do I come, before you I stand sinful and sorrowful, do not O Mother of the Word Incarnate despise my prayers but in thy mercy graciously hear and answer them.  Amen.

This article comes from my book: Help from Heaven (Answers to prayers), which can be read free on-line by pressing here.

The Medal of St Benedict

The Saint Benedict medal is one of the most famous medals in the church. It commemorates Saint Benedict working miracles through The Sign of the Cross. The blessing formula for the medal has a special exorcism blessing against all things coming from the devil and the evil spirits. It also has a special blessing for the sick.

The undesirable tenants  (The Medal of Saint Benedict)

Jill lived next door to a rental house.  Three successive groups of tenants lived in the house. The tenants in each of the three groups were drug addicts. They usually slept all day and stayed up all night disturbing the neighbours with their noisy rowdy parties. The third group of tenants skipped through without paying the rent. Jill’s mother then placed a blessed Saint Benedict medal in the foundation of the rental house, after that much quieter tenants moved in.

The noisy neighbours  (The Medal of Saint Benedict)

In a similar incident to the previous one, Kim placed a Saint Benedict Medal in the foundations of a rental house across the road from her own home.  The tenants in this house used to blast the neighbourhood with unbearably loud music.  After the Saint Benedict Medal was placed in the foundations, the tenants moved out and quiet peaceful tenants moved into the house.

A noisy blast at the supermarket  (The Medal of Saint Benedict)

Every Friday night my husband and I went to the supermarket to buy our weekly groceries. The supermarket played on the loudspeaker a heavy metal rock radio station.  This caused me to develop headaches during the shopping excursions.  After many weeks of this I came up with the idea of placing a tiny blessed Saint Benedict medal behind the cans of food.  The next Friday when we went to the supermarket to shop, the supermarket staff had changed the radio station to a much more pleasant music channel.

Trouble in the park  (The Medal of Saint Benedict)

A friend of our family lived near a park.  For many years hoodlums gathered in the park at night.  All kinds of unacceptable behaviour took place.  The police were called repeatedly over a number of years.  They were never successful in improving the situation. Finally our friend placed a blessed Saint Benedict medal under one of the park benches.  From that day on the hoodlums never returned.

Stress in the workplace  (The Medal of Saint Benedict)

Gail’s father works as a policeman.  He was under constant stress because of trouble that he was having with a senior police officer.  The senior police officer was very argumentative and troublesome. The problem had been ongoing for about a year.  Gail gave her father a blessed Saint Benedict medal and said a prayer for him, starting from the very next day the senior police officer was much easier to get along with.

Protection of a house from fire  (Saint Benedict)

While Melanie was working at the back of her house doing the laundry, she said a prayer to Saint Benedict asking him to protect her home.  Ten minutes later there was a knock at the front door.  It was a man who alerted her to a fire in her front yard which had been started by someone throwing away lit cigarettes. The fire had already started to spread.  There was no tap in that area, so Melanie ran back into the house to get a bucket of water, by the time she got back a passerby had put out the fire with his work boots, without his help the fire could had caused considerable damage.

The feast day of Saint Benedict is celebrated on July 11.

From my book:  Help from heaven (Answers to prayer) which can be read free on-line here.

Pope John Paul II (poem)

In 1978 John Paul,

To the papacy was raised,

By his charm and by his talents,

We were dazzled and amazed.

There didn’t seem much,

That he couldn’t do.

Here are his talents,

To name just a few,

Hiking, acting, skiing,

Writing poems,

And the occasional book.

John Paul certainly made

people,

Take notice and look.

Languages,

He learnt with ease,

It seemed for him,

It was a breeze.

He knew that to God,

All credit was due,

Unlike proud men,

Who haven’t a clue!

In Saint Peter’s Square,

On a sunny day,

A bullet rung out,

And came his way.

John Paul was in

A serious state,

The world was stunned,

By this act of hate.

By Our Lady of Fatima,

John Paul was protected,

Away from his organs,

The bullet deflected.

For many weeks,

We anxiously watched and prayed,

Hoping God’s power,

Would soon be displayed.

A suspect was arrested,

And refused bail,

He was tried and convicted,

And then sent to jail.

When John Paul was recovered,

And again was feeling well,

He visited the hit man,

In a Rome prison cell.

He showed us how,

Our enemies to forgive,

He showed us how,

God wants us to live.

This message is sorely,

In this world needed,

Where the Gospel of Christ,

Is often unheeded.

Under Lech Walesa,

And with support from the pope,

The Polish people formed trade unions,

With courage and with hope.

The communist empire,

Crumbled down,

When John Paul

Stood again, upon Polish ground.

In country after country,

The Communists lost power,

Freedom in Eastern Europe,

Then again began to flower.

History never saw,

A more travelled pope,

All over the world,

He brought faith and hope.

On John Paul,

Parkinson’s disease waged a war,

The once athletic pope,

Was vigorous no more.

On April 2, 2005,

To Pope John Paul,

We said goodbye.

His soul to God,

Would now fly.

From mourners at his funeral,

Came a spontaneous call,

To immediately proclaim him,

As “Saint John Paul”.

In answer to prayer,

Favours, John Paul, started to shower,

Demonstrating his great,

Intercessory power!

More of my poems

If I get to heaven (poem)

If I get to heaven

I’ll drop you a line,

Just to let you know,

That I am doing fine.

If wings and a halo

are dispensed to me,

An eternally happy person

Forever, I shall be!

by Mary Ann Matulis

More of my poems

Poems on autism by Thomas G. Andry

What is it like to have a Child?

What is it like to have a child?

Who has needs severe or mild

Preconceived dreams, hopes and plans

Have slipped through my fingers like grains of sand

What is it like, rare as it may be

To sometimes see someone looking just like me

Brief glimpses of a smiling face

But from a far, far, far away place

What is it like as days pass to years?

There are plenty moments that dry your tears

An appropriate comment from out of nowhere

Tells me that there’s a real person in there

What is it like to look thru my eyes?

Concerns about the future, not times gone by

What’s to be when I’m no longer here?

Who will protect him from the fears?

Of people who do not lend a hand

Or from things he just can’t understand

From places that he should not go

From things that he really should know

From dogs or cats or things that are wrong

From an institution where he doesn’t belong

Why do I doubt and have a care

When I know that God’s hand has always been there

He has selected me for this mission in life

To watch and guard this child living the strife

What is it like to have a child?

Who has needs severe or mild

How blessed I am and how really great

To see God’s “special work” and celebrate.

by Thomas G. Andry

He Danced!

The day was soon to come

The wedding of an elder son

An autistic child doesn’t travel well

And in my son’s case it’s a living hell

He tarnished my thought of wedding music

When I told him he was to be included

A dance of wills began as he tried to undo

The uncertainty that I was leading him to

“It makes my stomach hurt and I’m afraid.”

Are some of the things he repeatedly said.

On my knees was the only place to go

But he could not replace his thoughts of woe

He continued to complain, anguish and cry

“I’m not going, if I have to fly”

And every other reason came to his lips

As he hoped he would make me give up this trip

This dance continued without a pause

As he tried to understand the cause

But I was listening to a different song

For his safety, he had to come along

The day came and the music grew louder

Groom, bride, guests and flowers

Before I knew it, it was done

The groom and bride were finally one

Real music began and not just in my head

I realized my son had enjoyed where he was led

And not just the planes, clouds, mountains and farms

The next thing I knew, he had the bride in his arms

No longer to the music in my head

But this dance was to the prayers I had said

What’s so special about this dance?

For an autistic child it is a chance

In this place full of music, noise and chatter

Something happened that really mattered

He came out of his world of sameness and rote

And entered mine full of joy and hope

That smile on his face as the music was followed

In this room that has now become so hallowed.

What is so special about this dance?

Not just for a bride giving him a chance

But for my son,

He danced

He danced!

by  Thomas G. Andry

Clean up time

Clutter clutter everywhere

everywhere I look.

Now I cannot find,

my brand new cooking book!

I formulate a plan

to declutter and to clean.

To have a tidy house,

is my cherished dream.

I’ll divide the work up,

and tackle it bit by bit.

If I do it all at once,

I am sure to quit!